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Inteoductiois^. 



The poetry of the reign of Charles I. and the Commonwealth 
(1625-1660), has a claim upon us for its intrinsic interest, and 
as an illustration of the time. The age was that of the great 
Puritan movement, a stupendous effort to bring political and 
social life into accord with the law of God, laid down in the 
Bible. The austerities of the movement were naturally opposed 
by the gay and worldly ; and when at length the Puritans took 
up arms and associated in men's minds religious reform with 
disloyalty, Royalists too commonly adopted gayety, irreligion 
and gallantry as badges of a faithful subject of the king. Those 
who followed the royal banner were styled Cavaliers, and their 
opponents in derision Roundheads. The poets, as might be ex- 
pected, belonged all but universally (Milton, Marvell, and after 
a time Wither, are tlie only exceptions) to the party of the Cava- 
liers ; and hence the name we have adopted for them. The ar- 
gument of Herrick's book describes the verses of many of his 
brother poets almost as justly as his own : 

"I sing of brooks, of blossomes, birds and bowers ; 
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers ; 
I sing of May-poles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes ; 
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridall-cakes." 

Poetry on such subjects can only be of a lowly order, can have 
little originality, grandeur, or truth or depth of feeling. On 
the other hand, it may have much picturesqueness and prettiness 
of phrase, and will serve as a pleasant relief and contrast to the 
mighty lines that '' suggest life's endless toil and endeavor." 
The poetr}^ of this period, the golden one of English song, is 
entitled to at least this praise. England was " a nest of singing 
birds," and if their notes were not very high or prolonged, they 
were often exquisitely sweet and tender. The chief fault of the 
poetry of the day, considered not from its moral but its artistic 
side, is affectation. It is full of ingenious surprises, of odd met- 
aphors, of over-wrought comparisons, of conceits. A lyric 
should be simple in language and surcharged with emotion, but 
in many of these lyrics intellect predominates over feeling. Dr. 
Johnson on this account gave the writers the name of the meia- 
physkcd poets, and Arnold not less appropriately designated 

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4 INTRODUCTION. 

them as the faniastks. When a poet warus us against worldli- 
uess in lan<i;uage like this : 

" Judge in thyself, O Christian, is it meet 
To set thy heart on what beasts set their feet ?" 

it is wit and ingenuity that w^e admire, not poetry. When Her- 
bert sings : 

" Sweet day, so cool, i^o calm, so bright. 
The bridal of the earth and side : 
The dew shall tveep thy fall io-night. 
For thou must die," 

who does not admire the exquisite beauty of the metaphor in 
spite of its untruth. But when, in the next stanza of the poem 
the poet says to the rose, 

" Thy root is ever in its grave, 
And thou must die," 

this, again, is a mere poetical pun, and affects us only as such. 

With all its defects of taste, Herbert's poetr}^, excepting, of 
course, the lofty verse of Milton, is the noblest of the day. 
Henry Vaughan observes in reference to it, and to the impure 
literature then so fashionable, '' the first that, with any effectual 
success, attempted a diversion of this foul and overflowing 
stream, was the blessed man, Mr. George Herbert, whose holy 
life and verse gained many pious converts." In the works of 
many of his contemporaries, and especially of Herrick, one is 
reminded of the truth of the language of the father of English 
poetry : 

" For thilke ground that bears the weedes wick, 
Bears eke the wholesome herbes, and full oft, 
Next to the foule nettle rough and thick, 
The lily waxeth, white, and smooth, and soft." 

Not even for the sake of historic truth have w^e introduced any 
of the '^ foule nettles " that then grew so plentifully, yet other- 
wise it is believed that a faithful, though favorable, view of the 
poetry of the period may be obtained from the extracts, repre- 
senting six writers, in this little volume. 

The general reader who may consider the criticisms and notes 
too simple, is asked to remember that the}' are intended mainly 
for school use. Tlie spelling is, in all cases, that of the earliest 
accessible version. For historic study, the advantages of retain- 
ing the author's own spelling, instead of modernizing his text, 
a-re obvious. 



Robert Herrick. 

(b. 1591 ; d. 1674.) 

Robert Herrick speDt most of his life in studious retire- 
ment, fourteen years at the University of Cambridge and twenty 
subsequent ones in a quiet vicarage iu Devonshire. Though 
dispossessed of his clerical living for twelve years under the 
Puritan rule, there is little trace in his writings of the storms 
of the time in which he lived. Nor did his sacred calling 
effectually mould liis character. Although about one-sixth of 
his poems are " Noble Numbers," songs of the birth of Christ 
and sighs for his sufferings on the cross, these are weak and 
tame compared with his other verses, and owe whatever excel- 
lence they have rather to external adornment than to spiritual 
fervor. In reality, he is a thorough Pagan, and breathes the 
spirit of Anacreon and Theocritus. The title of his sunny 
volume is the Hesperides, and through its pages lie revels in a 
sensuous paradise. Often and lamentably lie oversteps the 
bounds of decency and morality, and occasionally the most 
buoyant spirits in English literature flag. His offences against 
good morals caused a transient penitence, enough to make him 
regret, but not to expungehis " unbaptized rhymes." He was 
a master of poetic form, and had strong hope of the fame that 
seems likely to be his for generations to come. Though he 
says to his " booke," 

"If thou know'st not where to dwell, 
See the tier's by : Farewell," 

on the next page we find him writing, in imitation of Horace : 

" Fame's pillar here at last we set, 
Out-during marble, brasse, or jet." 



CORINNA'S GOING A-MAYING. 

GrET up, get up for shame ! the blooming morne 

Upon her wings presents the god unshorne. 

See how Aurora throws her faire 

Fresh-quilted colours through the aire! 

Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see 

The dew bespangling herbe and tree. 

Each flow^er has wept, and bow'd toward the east. 

Above an houre since ; yet you are not drest, 

Nay! not so much as out of bed? 

When all the birds have matins seyd, 

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ROBERT HERRICK. 

And sung their thankful hymnes, 'tis sin, 
Nay profanation to keep in 
When as a thousand virgins, on this day, 
Spring sooner than the lark, to fetch in May. 

Rise, and put on youre foliage, and be seene 

To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and greene 

And sweet as Flora. Take no care 

For jewels for your gown or haire. 

Feare not, the leaves will strew 

Gemms in abundance upon you. 

Besides, the childhood of the day has kept. 

Against you come, some orient pearls unwept : 

Come and receive them while the light 

Hangs on the dew-locks of the night, 

And Titan ^ on the eastern hill 

Retires himself e, or else stands still 

Till you come forth. Wash, dresse, be brief in praying : 

Few beads "^ are best, when once we goe a-Maying. 

Come, my Corinna, come; and comming marke 

How each field turns a sJDreet, each street a parke 

Made green, and trimm'd with trees: see how 

Devotion gives each house a bough 

Or branch : each porch, each doore, ere this 

An arke, a tabernacle is, 

Made up of white-thorn neatly enterwove; 

As if here were those cooler shades of love. 

Can such delights be in the street 

And open fields, and we not see 't ? 

Come, we'll abroad; and let's obay 

The proclamation made for May, 

And sin no more, as we have done, by staying ; 

But, my Corinna, come, let's goe a-Maying. 

There's not a budding boy or girl, this day, 
But is got up, and gone to bring in May. 



1 The sun. 

2 By metonymy for prayers. Romish worshipers pasis a bead through 
tlieir fingers with each prayer. 



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ROBERT HERRICK. / 7 

A deale of youth, ere this, is come 

Back, and with white-thorn laden home 

Some have dispatcht their cakes and creame, 

Before that we have left to dreame : 

And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth, 

And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth. 

Many a greene-gown has been given ; 

Many a kisse both odd and even ; 

Many a glance too has been sent 

From out the eye, love's firmament; 

Many a jest told of the keyes betraying 

This night, and locks pickt, yet w' are not a-Maying. 

Come, let us goe, while we are in our prime, 

And take the harmlesse follie of the time. 

We shall grow old apace, and die 

Before we know our liberty. 

Our life is short, and our dayes run 

As fast away as do's the sunne ; 

And as a vapour, or a drop of raine. 

Once lost can ne'er be found againe, 

So when or you or I are made 

A fable, song, or fleeting shade, 

All love, all liking, all delight, 

Lies drown'd with us in endlesse night. 

Then while time serves, and we are but decaying; 

Come, my Corinna, come, let's goe a-Maying. 



TO DAFFADILS. 

Faire Daffadills, we weep to see 

You haste away so soone : 
As yet the early-rising sun 
Has not attained his noone. 
Stay, stay, 
Until the hasting day 

Has run 
But to the even song ; 



ROBERT HERRICK. 

And, having pray'd together, we 
Will goe with you along ! 

We have short time to stay as you ; 

We have as short a spring ; 
As quick a growth to meet decay. 
As you, or anything. 
We die, 
As your hours doe, and drie 

Away, 
Like to the summer's raine ; 

Or as the pearles of morning's dew, 
Ne'er to be found againe. 



THE ROCK OF RUBIES ! AND THE QUARRIE OF PEARLS. 

Some ask'd me where the rubies grew. 

And nothing I did say, 
But with my finger pointed to 

The lips of Julia. 

Some ask'd how pearls did grow, and where ; 

Then spoke I to my girle, 
To part her lips, and shew'd them there 

The quarelets of pearl. 

One ask'd me where the roses grew, 

I bade him not go seek ; 
But forthwith bade my Julia show 

A bud in either cheek. 



TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME. 

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may : 

Old time is still a-flying ; 
And this same flower that smiles to-day. 

To-morrow will be dying. 

The glorious lamp of Heaven, the sun, 

The higher he's a-getting. 
The sooner will his race be run. 

And nearer he's to setting. 



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ROBERT HERRICK. ^ 

That age is best which is the first, 

When youth and blood are warmer ; 
But being spent, the worse, and worst 

Time still succeeds the former. 
Then be not coy, but use your time. 

And while ye may, goe marry ; 
For having lost but once your prime, 

You may forever tarry. 

THE PRIMROSE. 

AsKE me why I send you here 

This sweet infanta of the yeere ? 

Aske me why I send to you 

This primrose, thus bepearl'd with dew ? 

I will whisper to your eares. 

The sweets of love are mixt with tears. 

Ask me why this flower do's show 
So yellow-green and sickly too ? 
Ask me why the stalk is weak 
And bending, yet it doth not break ? 
1 will answer, these discover 
What fainting hopes are in a lover. 



HIS WISH TO PRIVACIE. 

Give me a cell. 

To dwell 

Where no foot hath 

A path : 

There will I spend, 

And end 

My wearied yeares 

In teares. 



ON HIMSELFE. 
The worke is done. Young men and maidens set 
Upon my curies the mirtle coronet, 



10 KOBEET HERRICK. 

Washt with sweet ointments : thus at last I come 
To suffer in the muses martyrdome : 
But with this comfort : if my blood be shed 
The muses will weare blackes when I am dead. 



HIS CONFESSION. 

Look how our foule dayes do exceed our f aire : 
And as our bad more then our good works are, 
Ev'n so those lines, penned by my wanton wit. 
Treble the number of these good I've writ. 
Things precious are least numerous: men are prone 
To do ten bad, for one good action. 



HIS PRAYER FOR ABSOLUTION. 

For those my unbaptized rhimes, 
Writ in my wild unhallowed times; 
For every sentence, clause, and word, 
That's not inlaid with Thee, my Lord, 
Forgive me, God, and blot each line 
Out of my book, that is not thine. 
But if 'mongst all, thou find'st here one 
Worthy thy benediction. 
That one of all the rest shall be 
The glory of my work and me. 



TO KEEP A TRUE LENT. 

Is this a fast, to keep 
The larder leane. 
And cleane 
From fat of veales and sheep? 

Is it to quit the dish 
Of flesh, yet still 
To fill 
The platter high with fish? 



GEORGE HERBERT. 11 

Is it to fast an houre, 
Or ray'd ^ to go 
Or show 
A down -cast look and sowre ? 

No : 'tis a fast to dole 
Thy sheaf of wheat 
And meat 
Unto the hungry soule. 

It is to fast from strife, 
From all debate 
And hate ; 
To circumcise thy life, 

To show a heart grief-rent; 
To sterve ^ thy sin, 
Not bin: 
And that's to keep thy Lent. 



George Herbert. 

(b. 1593 ; d. 1633.) 



George Herbert early took holy orders, and was distin- 
guished for piety and the exemplary discharge of his clerical 
duties. His fame as "Holy George Herbert" is one of the 
treasures of the Anglican communion and of the Christian world; 
and his deep and humble piety has been a consolation to many 
kindred souls, among whom may be especiall}^ mentioned the 
gifted but desponding Cowper. 

The language of Herbert is exceedingly quaint, but his 
thought is clear, true and elevated ; and many readers will 
a^ree with the judgment of Coleridge that his " poems are for 
the most part exquisite in their kind." For a brief notice of 
their defects, see the Introduction. Herbert's chief work is 
called "The Temple." 

VERTUE. 
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright. 

The bridal of the earth and skie ; 
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; 

For thou must die. 

1 Ragged. 2 starve. 



12 GEOKGE HERBEKT. 

Sweet Rose, whose hue, angrie and brave, 

Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye ; 
Thy root is ever in its grave, ^ 

And thou must die. 

Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, 
A box ' where sweets compacted lie ; 

My music k shows ye have your closes, 
And all must die. . 

Onely a sweet and vertuous soul, 
Like seasoned timber ^ never gives ; 

But, though the whole world turn to coal. 
Then chiefly lives. 

THE PULLEY. 1 

When God at first made man, 
Having a glasse of blessings standing by. 
Let us, said he, poure on him all we can, 
Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, 

Contract into a span. 

So strength first made a way ; 
Then beautie flow'd; then wisdome, honour, pleasure: 
When almost all was out, God made a stay, 
Perceiving that alone, of all his treasure, 

Rest in the bottome lay. 

For if I should, said he, 
Bestow this Jewell also on my creature. 
He would adore my gifts instead of me, 
And rest in nature, not the God of nature : 

So both should losers be. 

Yet let him keep the rest, 
But keep them with repining restlessnesse : 
Let him be rich, and wearie, that at least. 
If goodness lead him not, yet wearinesse 

May tosse him to my breast. 



J A far-fetched comparison like this is csdleda conceit. The following 
extracts from Herbert abound in j^imilar examples of extravagance of 



GEORGE HERBERT. 13^ 

PEACE. 

Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell ? I humbly crave, 

Let me once know. 
I sought thee in a secret cave, 

And ask'd if Peace were here. 
A hollow wind did seem to answer, No: 

Go, seek elsewhere. 

I did ; and, going, did a rainbow note : 

Surely, thought I, 
This is the lace of Peace's coat : 

I will searche out the matter. 
But, while I look't, the clouds immediately 

Did break and scatter. 

Then went I to a garden, and did spy 

A gallant flower, 
The crown iraperiall : Sure, said I, 

Peace at the root must dwell ; 
But, when I digg'd, I saw a worm devoure 

What show'd so well. 

At length I met a rev'rend good old man ; 

Whom, when for Peace 
I did demand, he thus began : — 

There was a Prince of old 
At Salem ^ dwelt, who lived with good increase 

Of flock and fold. 

He sweetly liv'd ; yet sweetnesse did not save 

His life from foes. 
But, after death, out of his grave 

There sprang twelve stalks - of wheat : 
Which many wondering at, got some of those 

To plant and set. 



fancy. Most of the poetry in this volume is tinged by the same faults. 
The teacher should require his pupils to point out the more conspicuous 
instances. 
1 Jerusalem. '^ The Apostles. 



14 GEORGE HERBERT. 

It prospered strangely, and did soon disperse 

Through all the earth ; 
For they that taste it do rehearse 

That vertue lies therein : 
A secret vertue, bringing peace and mirth, 

By flight of sinne. 

Take of this grain, which in my garden grows. 

And grows for you : 
Make bread of it ; and that repose 

And peace, which ev'ry where 
With so much earnestnesse you do pursue. 

Is only there. 



SUNDAY. 

DAY most calm, most bright I 
The fruit of this, the next world's bud ; 

Th' endorsement of supreme delight. 
Writ by a friend, and with his bloud ; 

The couch of time, cares balm and bay; i 

The week were dark, but for thy light : 
Thy torch doth show the way. 

The other dayes and thou 

Make up one man, whose face thou art, 
Knocking at heaven with thy brow : 

The worky-daies are the back-part ; 
The burden of the week lies there, 
Making the whole to stoup and bow. 

Till thy release appeare. 

Man had straight forward gone 

To endlesse death ; but thou dost pull 

And turn us round to look on one, 
Whom, if we were not very dull, 

We could not choose but look on still ; 

Since there is no place so alone 
The which he doth not fill. 

I Sunday keeps care at bay. 



GEORGE HERBERT. 15 

Sundaies the pillars are, 

On which heav'ns palace arched lies : 
The other dayes fill up the spare 

And hollow room with vanities. 
They are the fruitfull beds and borders 
In Gods rich garden ; that is bare 

Which parts their ranks and orders. ^ 

The Sundaies of man's life, 

Thredded together on time's string, 
Make bracelets to adorn the wife 

Of the eternall, glorious king. 
On Sunday, heaven's gate stands ope ; 
Blessings are plentifull arid rife, 

More plentifull than hope. 

This day my Saviour rose, 

And did inclose this light for his : 
That as each beast his manger knows, 

Man might not of his fodder misse. 
Christ hath took in this piece of ground. 
And made a garden there for those 

Who want herbs for their wound. 

The rest of our creation, 

Our great Redeemer did remove 
With the same shake which, at his passion 

Did th' earth and all things with it move, 
As Samson bore the doores away, 
Christ's hands, though nail'd, wrought our salvation. 

And did unhinge that day. 

The brightnesse of that day 

We sullied by our foul offence ; 
Wherefore that robe we cast away, 

Having a new at His expense, 



1 This extravao-ance reminds one of the old Jewish Rabbi whose zeal 
for iheoZe^^{<^ofXhe day of rest was such that he taught his pupils 
that man was created to keep the Sabbath. 



16 GEORGE HERBERT. 

Whose drops of bloud paid the full price, 
That was required to make us gay, 
And fit for paradise. 

Thou art a day of mirth, 

And where the week-dayes trail on ground. 
Thy flight is higher, as thy birth. 

let me take thee at the bound, 
Leaping with thee from sev'n to sev'n, 
Till that we both, being toss'd from earth, 

Flie hand in hand to heav'n ! 

STANZAS FROM '^THE CHURCH PORCH.'" 

PEPJRRHANTERIUM.l 

Thou whose sweet youth and early -hopes inhance 
Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure, 

Hearken unto a Verser, w^ho may chance 
Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure : 

A verse may finde him who a sermon flies. 

And turne delight into a sacrifice. 

Yet if thou sinne in wine or wantonnesse. 
Boast not thereof ; nor make thy shame thy glorie. 

Frailtie gets pardon by submissivenesse ; 
But he that boasts shuts that out of his storie ; 

He makes flat warre with God, and doth defie 

With his poore clod of earthe the spacious sky. 

Take not His name, who made thy mouth, in vain ; 

It gets thee nothing, and hath no excuse. 
Lust and wine plead a pleasure ; avarice, gain : 

But the cheap swearer through his open sluice 
Lets his soul runne for nought, as little fearing : 
Were I an epicure, I could bate swearing. 

Man is God's image ; but a poore man is 
Christ's stamp to boot ; ^ both images regard. 

1 The title in its Latin form. ^ jn addition. 



THOMAS CAREW. 17 

God reckons for him, counts the favour his : 

Write, So much giv'n to God ; thou shalt be heard. 
Let thy almes go before, and keep heavn's gate 
Open for thee ; or both may come too late. 



When once thy foot enters* the church, be bare. 

God is more there than thou ; for thou art there 
Onely by his permission. Then beware, 

And make thyself all reverence and fear, 
Kneeling ne're spoil'd silk stocking : quit thy state. 
All equal are within the church's gate. 

Resort to sermons, but to prayers most : 
Praying's the end of preaching. be drest ; 

Stay not for th* other pin : why thou hast lost 
A joy for it worth worlds. Thus hell doth jest 

Away thy blessings, and extreamly flout thee, 

Thy clothes being fast, but thy soul loose about thee. 



Judge not the preacher ; for he is thy judge : 
If thou mislike him, thou conceiv'st him not. 

God calleth preaching folly. Do not grudge 
To pick out treasures from an earthen pot. 

The worst speak something good : if all want sense, 

God takes a text, and preacheth patience. 



Thomas Carew. 

(b. 1589 ; d. 1639.) 



Carew spent a great part of his life at the court of Charles I., 
and was a favorite poet as well as successful courtier. The fol- 
lowing estimate of his place in literature is from the pen of 
Campbell: "The want of boldness and expression in Carew's 
thoughts and subjects excludes him from rivalship with great 
poetical names ; nor is it difficult, within the narrow pale of his 
works, to discover some faults of affectation. But among the 
poets who have walked in the same limited path, he is pre- 
eminently beautiful, and deservedly ranks among the earliest 
of those who gave a cultivated grace to our lyrical strains." 



18 THOMAS CAKEW. 

SONG. 
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, 
When June is past, the fading rose, 
For in your beauty's orient peep 
These flowers, as in their causes, sleep ! 

Ask me no more whither do stray 
The golden atoms of the day, 
For, in pure love, heaven did prepare 
Those powders to enrich your hair. 

Ask me no more whither doth haste 
The nightingale when May is past, 
For in your sweet dividing throat 
She winters and keeps warm her note. 

Ask me no more when those stars light 
That downwards fall in dead of night, 
For in your eyes they sit, and there 
Fixed become as in their sphere. 



CELIA SINGING. 

You that think love can convey 

No other way. 

But through the eyes, into the heart. 

His fatal dart. 

Close up those casements and but hear 

This siren sing, 

And on the wing 

Of her sweet voice it shall appear 

That love can enter at the ear. 

Then unveil your eyes, behold 

The curious mould 

Where that voice dwells, and as we know 

When the cocks crow. 

We freely may 

Gaze on the day. 

So may you, when the music's done. 

Awake and see the rising sun. 



THOMAS CAREW. 19 

THE CRUEL MISTRESS. 
We read of kings and gods that kindly took 
A pitcher filled with water from the brook, 
But I have daily tendered without thanks 
Kivers of tears that overflow their banks ; 
A slaughtered bull will appease angry Jove ; 
A horse, the sun ; a lamb, the god of love ; 
But she disdains the spotless sacrifice 
Of a pure heart that at her altar lies. 
Vesta is not displeased if her chaste urn 
Do with repaired fuel ever burn, 
But my saint frowns, though to her honoured name 
I consecrate a never-dying flame. 
The Assyrian King did none i' the furnace throw 
But those that to his image did not bow, — 
With bended knees I daily worship her, 
Yet she consumes her own idolater. 
Of such a goddess no times leave record. 
That burned the temple where she was adored. 



DISDAIN RETURNED. 

He that loves a rosy cheek, 

Or a coral lip admires. 

Or from starlike eyes doth seek 

Fuel to maintain his fires ; 

As old Time makes these decay, 

So his flames must waste away. 

But a smooth and steadfast mind, 
Gentle thoughts and calm desires, 
Hearts with equal love combined. 
Kindle never-dying fires, 
Where these are not, I despise 
Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes. 

No tears, Celia, now shall win 
My resolv'd heart to return ; 
I have searched thy soul within. 
And find naught but pride and scorn ; 



20 SIR JOH]S' SUCKLING. 

I have learned thy arts, and now 
Can disdain as much as thou. 
Some power, ^ in my revenge, convey 
That love to her I cast away. 



GIVE ME MORE LOVE, OR MORE DISDAm. 

Give me more love, or more disdain; 
The torrid or the frozen zone 
Brings equal ease unto my pain ; 
The temperate affords me none; 
Either extreme of love or hate, 
Is sweeter than a calm estate. 

Give me a storm ; if it be love, 
Like Danae"^ in a golden shower, 
I swim in pleasure ; if it prove 
Disdain, that torrent will devour 
My vulture -hopes; and he's possessed 
Of heaven that's but from hell released: 
Then crown my joys, or cure my pain: 
Give me more love, or more disdain. 



Sir John Suckling. 

(b. 1609 ; d. 1642.) 

Sir John Suckling cut so s^reat a fisrure as a man of wealth 
and fashion that his poetic merits, great as the}^ are, were over- 
rated by his contemporaries. Handsome, accomplished, im- 
mensely rich, and astonishingly profuse, ^vith a great fame for 
valor, won by his prowess 'as a commander under Gustavus 
Adolphus in the Thirty Years' War, he was considered the 
chief poet of the period, a distinction we now give to Herrick. 

Yet it is perhaps true that Suckling exerted the greater 
influence on tlie epoch and on sncceeding ones. His gay etfront- 
ery toward the ladies was soon largely substituted for the ser- 
vile and extravagiint adoration that*^ had marked the age of 
chivalry, and had continued to be the tone of the Elizabethan 
poets. 

Suckling left England, after an unsuccessful attempt to re- 
store the broken authority of the King, and died by his own 
hand in Paris, in his thirty-fourth year. 



1 Mythological deities are often invoked as " powers." 

2 A maiden wooed by Zeus in the disguise of a shower of gold. 



SIR JOHN^ suckli:n^g. 21 

A BALLAD UPON A WEDDING, i 
I TELL thee, Diek,^ where I have been, 
Where I the rarest things have seen ; 

Oh, things without compare ! 
Such sights again cannot be found 
In any place on English ground, 

Be it at wake or fair. 

At Charing Cross, hard by the way 
Where we — thou know'st — do sell our hay, 

There is a house with stairs ; 
And there did I see coming down 
Such folk as are not in our town. 

Forty at least, in pairs. 

Amongst the rest, one pest'lent fine — 
His beard no bigger, though, than thine — 

Walked on before the rest. 
Our landlord looks like nothing to him : 
The King, God bless him ! 'twould undo him. 

Should he go still so drest. 

But wot you what ? The youth was going 
To make an end of all his wooing ; 

The parson for him staid : 
Yet by his leave, for all his haste. 
He did not so much wish all past, 

Perchance, as did the maid. 

The maid, and thereby hangs a tale, 
For such a maid no Whitsun-ale^ 

Could ever yet produce : 
No grape that's kindly ripe could be 
So round, so plump, so soft as she, 

Nor half so full of juice. 



1 The wedding wa*^ that of Lord Broghill with Lady Margaret Howard. 
'^ Supposed to refer to Lovelace. 

3 Whitsun-ale means the assembly of merry-makers at the Whitsun- 
tide festival. 



22 SIR JOHK SUCKLIKG. 

Her finger was so small, the ring 
Would not stay on which they did bring : 

It was too wide a peck : 
And to say truth — for out it must — 
It looked like the great collar — just — 

About our young colt's neck. 

Her feet beneath her petticoat, 
Like little mice, stole in and out, 

As if they feared the light : 
But oh ! she dances such a way ! 
No sun upon an Easter day 

Is half so fine a sight. 

Her cheeks so rare a white was on, 
No daisy makes comparison ; 

Who sees them is undone ; 
For streaks of red were mingled there, 
Such as are on a Catherine pear. 

The side that's next the sun. 

Her lips were red ; the one was thin, 
Compared to that was next her chin. 

Some bee had stung it newly ; 
But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, 
I durst no more upon them gaze, 

Than on the sun in July. 

Passion o' me ! ^ how I run on ! 

There's that that would be thought upon, 

I trow, besides the bride. 
The business of the kitchen's great. 
For it is fit that men should eat ; 

Nor was it there denied. 

Just in the nick, the cook knocked thrice, 
And all the waiters in a trice 
His summons did obey ; 

^ Miy p.issioTi J 



SIR JOHI^T SUCKLIKG. 23 

Each serving man with dish in hand, 
Marched boldly up, like our trained band. 
Presented, and away. 

When all the meat was on the table, 
What man of knife, or teeth, was able 

To stay to be entreated ? 
And this the very reason was, 
Before the parson could say grace 

The company was seated. 

Now hats fly off, and youths carouse ; 
Healths first go round and then the house. 

The bride's came thick and thick ; 
And when 'twas named another's health, 
Perhaps he made it hers by stealth ; 

And who could help it, Dick ? 

On the sudden up they rise and dance ; 
Then sit again and sigh, and glance ; 

Then dance again and kiss : 
Thus several ways the time did pass. 
Whilst ev'ry woman wished her place, 

And every man wished his. 

SONG. 
I PRITHEE send me back my heart. 

Since I cannot have thine : 
For if from yours you will not part. 

Why then shouldst thou have mine ? 

Yet now I think on't, let it lie ; 

To find it were in vain, 
For th' hast a thief in either eye 

Would steal it back again. 

Why should two hearts in one breast lie 

And yet not lodge together ? 
love, where is thy sympathy. 

If thus our breasts thou sever? 



24 SIR JOHN SUCKLIls'G. 

But love is such a mystery, 

I cannot find it out : 
For when I think I'm best resolv'd, 

I then am most in doubt. 

Then farewell care, and farewell woe, 

I will no longer pine : 
For I'll believe I have her heart, 

As much as she hath mine. 



CONSTANCY. 

Out upon it, I have lov'd 
Three whole days together ; 

And am like to love three more, 
If it prove fair weather. 

Time shall moult away his wings 

Ere he shall discover 
In the whole wide world again 

Such a constant lover. 

But the spite on't is, no praise 

Is due at all to me ; 
Love with me had made no stays 

Had it any been but she. 

Had it any been but she 

And that very face, 
There had been at least ere this 

A dozen in her place. 



WHY so PALE AND WAN, FOND LOVER I 

Why so pale and wan, fond lover! 

Prythee, why so pale? 
Will, when looking well can't move her, 

Looking ill prevail? 

Prythee why so pale? 

Why so dull and mute, young sinner! 
Prythee, why so mute? 



RICHAKD LOVELACE. 26 

Will, when speaking well can't win her, 
Saying nothing do 't? 
Prythee, why so mute? 

Quit, quit for shame ! this will not move, 

This cannot take her. 
If of herself she will not love, 

Nothing can make her. 



Richard Lovelace, 

(b. 1618 ; d. 1658.) 

Richard Lovelace was an ideal cavalier, remarkable for 
his chivalry, wit, and beauty of person, amid a throng of brave, 
polite and handsome men. 

The imprisonment which was the occasion of one of the finest 
lyrics in the language, was due to his zeal for King Charles I. 
He presented to the House of Commons a petition that the king 
might be restored to his sovereign power. The idea of allow- 
ing the faithless king again to exercise his abused prerogative 
was not likely to be entertained favorably. The House ordered 
the burning of the petition, and threw the audacious presenter 
of it into the Gatehouse prison. His zeal was not checked by 
this treatment. On the breakino; out of actual hostilities, he 
"went to the wars," and spent his fortune in fruitless efforts 
to succour the king, wasting not only his wealth but lavishing 
the most splendid devotion on an unworthy monarch and a ba^ 
cause. He died in extreme poverty and wretchedness. 

TO LUC AST A, 1 ON GOING TO THE WARS. 
Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, 

That from the nunnery 
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind 
To war and arms I fly. 

True, a new mistress now I chase, 

The first foe in the field ; 
And with a stronger faith embrace 

A sword, a horse, a shield. 

Yet this inconstancy is such 

As you, too, shall adore ; 
I could not love you, dear, so much. 

Loved I not honor more. 

1 Miss Lucy Sacheverel. Lucasta, a poetic name from Lux Casta. 



26 RICHARD LOVELACE. 

TO ALTHEA, FROM PRISOI^. 

When Love with unconfined wings 

Hovers within my gates, 
And my divine Althea brings 

To wliisper at my grates ; 
When I lie tangled in her hair. 

And fettered with her eye, 
The birds that wanton in the air 

Know no such liberty. 

When flowing cups run swiftly round 

With no allaying Thames,^ 
Our careless heads with roses crowned, 

Our hearts with loyal flames; 
When thirsty grief in wine we steep, 

When healths and draughts go free. 
Fishes that tipple in the deep 

Know no such liberty. 

When linnet-like confined, I 

With shriller notes shall sing 
The mercy, sweetness, majesty, 

And glories of my king ; 
When I shall voice aloud how good 

He is, how great should be, 
The enlarged winds, that curl the flood, 

Know no such liberty. 

Stone walls do not a prison make, 

Nor iron bars a cage; 
Minds, innocent and quiet, take 

That for an hermitage : 
If I have freedom in my love, 

And in my soul am free, 
Angels alone, that soar above. 

Enjoy such liberty. 



1 England'* cliief river. Tsed here in the sense »»f walttr. 



ABRAHAM COWLEY. 27 

Abraham Cowley. 

(b. 1618 ; d. 1667.) 

The limits of this little work embarrass the editor nowhere 
more than in the treatment of the once famous, but now utterly 
ne^^lected, Cowley. The great contemporary historian, Claren- 
don, represents him as " having taken a flight beyond all that 
went before him." He was buried in state in Westminster 
Abbey beside Chaucer and Spenser, and considered by his gen- 
eration to be their equal. That so great a reputation should be 
so totally eclipsed in a short time, is a singular phenomenou. It 
must be evident that it was undeserved, and the question arises. 
How is if to be explained ? Perhaps in the first instance by 
the poet's remarkable precocity. He published a volume of 
''Poetical Blossomes " at fifteen, of the occasional excellence 
of which our first extract, '' A Wish," will give ample evidence. 
Secondly, Cowley brought a great and imposing apparatus to 
the work of writing, and men who looked on poetry as an art^ 
and not as an inspiration, could hardly believe that so elaborate 
a scaffolding was not tributary to a worthy edifice. Thirdly, he 
gratified to the full the taste of the age for ingenious compari- 
sons and whimsicalities. Our limits forbid special citations in 
support of this assertion, but the piece entitled ''Hope" gives 
some idea of Cowley's capabilities in this direction. The fol- 
lowing estimate, by Dr. Johnson, of Cowley's love poetry will 
sufficiently explain why none of it also is found among our se- 
lections : " The compositions ure such as might have been writ- 
ten for penance by a hermit, or for hire by a philosophical 
rhymer who had only heard of another sex." Indeed, Cowley 
owns that their origin was not much more genuine. " Poets," 
said he, " are scarce thought freemen of the company without 
paying some duties and obliging themselves to be true to Love." 

A selection from the Odes and one from the Anacreontiques 
seemed due to their fame and merits. 



A WISH. 



This only grant me, that my means may lie 

Too low for envy, for contempt too high. 

Some honour I would have 

Not from great deeds, but good alone. 

The unknown are better than ill-known ; 

Rumour can ope the grave. 

Acquaintance I would have, but w^hen't depends 

Not on the number, but the choice of friends. 

Books should, not business, entertain the light ; 
And sleep, as undisturb'd as death, the night.- 



28 ABBAHAM COWLEY. 

My house a cottage, more 

Than palace, and should fitting be, 

For all my use not luxury. 

My garden painted o'er 

With nature's hand, not art's ; and pleasures yield 

Horace^ might envy in his Sabine field. 

Thus would I double my life's fading space, 

For he that runs it well, twice runs his race. 

And in this true delight, 

These unbought sports, this happy state, 

I would not fear nor wish my fate, 

But boldly say each night, 

To-morrow let my snn his beams display. 

Or in clouds hide them : I have liv'd to-dav. 



HOPE. 

Hope ! of all ills that men endure. 

The only cheap and universal cure ! 

Thou captive's freedom, and thou sick man's health J 

Thou loser's victory, and thou beggar's wealth ! 

Thou manna which from Heaven we eat, 

To every taste a several meat ! 

Thou strong retreat ! thou sure-entailed estate. 

Which nought has power to alienate ! 

Thou pleasant, honest flatterer ! for none 

Flatter unhappy men, but thou alone ! 

Hope ! thou first fruits of happiness ! 

Thou gentle dawning of a bright success ! 

Thou good preparative, without which our joy 

Does work too strong, and, whilst it cures, destroy I 

Who out of Fortune's reach dost stand, 

And art a blessing still in hand ! 

Whilst thee her earnest-money, we retain, 

We certain are to gain, 

1 The Roman poet. 



ABEAHAM COWLEY. 29 

Whether she her bargain break or else fulfil ; 
Thou only good, not worse for ending ill ! 

Brother of Faith ! 'twixt whom and thee 
The joys of Heaven and Earth divided be ! 
Though Faith believe, and have the fixt estate, 
Thy portion yet m movables is great. 
Happiness itself's all one 
In thee, or in possession ! 
Only the future's thine, the present his ! 
Thine's the more hard and noble bliss : 
Best apprehender of our joys ! which hast 
So long a reach, and yet canst hold so fast ! 

Hope ! thou sad lover's only friend ! 

Thou Way. ^ that mayest dispute it with the End ! 

For love I fear's a fruit that does delight 

The taste itself less than the smell and sight, 

Fruition more deceitful is 

Than thou canst be, when thou dost miss ; 

Men leave thee by obtaining, and straight flee 

Some other way again to thee ; 

And that's a pleasant country without doubt, 

To which all soon return that travel out. 



ON THE DEATH OF THE POET CRASHAW. 

Poet and Saint ! to thee alone are given 

The two most sacred names of earth and Heaven ; 

The hard and rarest union which can be 

Next that of Godhead with humanity. 

Long did the muses banish'd slaves abide. 

And built vain pyramids to mortal pride ; 

Like Moses thou (though spells and charms withstand) 

Hast brought them nobly home back to their Holy Land. 



^ Usually a means is of slight importance in comparison with the end 
to be attained. Not so with Hope. It is a Way as good as the End 
itself. 



30 ABRAHAK COWLEY. 

How well, blest swan, did fate contrive thy death ; 

And make thee render up thy tuneful breath 

In thy great mistress'^ arms, thou most divine 

And richest offering of Loretto's^ shrine. 

Angels (they say) brought the famed chapel there,, 

And bore" the sacred load in triumph through the air ; 

'Tis surer much they brought thee there, and they, 

And thou, their charge, went singing all the way.. 

Pardon, my mother church, if I consent 

That angels led him when from thee he went ; 

For even in error sure no danger is 

When join'd with so much piety as his. 

Ah ! mighty God, with shame I speak 't and grief. 

Ah I that our greatest faults were in belief ! 

And our weak reason vrere even weaker yet, 

Rather than thus our wills too strong for it. 

His faith perhaps in some nice^ tenets might 

Be wrong ; his life, I'm sure, was in the right. 

And I myself a Catholic will be, 

So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. 



STANZAS FROM THE "HYMN TO LIGHT." 

When, goddess, thou lift'st up thy waken 'd head 

Out of the morning's purple bed, 

Thy quire of birds about thee play. 

And all the joyful world salutes the rising day. 

All the world's bravery that delights our eyes 

Is but thy sev'ral liveries ; 

Thou the rich dye on them bestowest, 

Thy nimble pencil paints this landscape as thou goest. 



' The alhipioii is to the Viririn Mar}'. 

2 Lorctto. an Italian city, owes its fame chiefly to the fact that its chnrch 
contains the Santa Casa or Holy Honse, once, tradition asserts, the 
al)ode of onr Lord with his Mother and Josei)h in Nazareth, and snbse- 
qiientlv carried niiraculonsly, after various wanderings, to its present 
site, briiiinally plain, it is'now, through the art and devotion of gen-. 
erations, a ndnicle of beauty and courtliness- 

3 Subtle. 



ABRAHAM COAVLEY. 31 

A crimson garment in the rose thou wear'st ; 

A crown of studded gold thou bear'st ; 

The virgin lilies in their white 

Are clad but with the lawn of almost naked light I 



FROM "ANACREONTIQUES." 

The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, 
And drinks and gapes for drink again. 
The plants suck in the earth, and are 
With constant drinking fresh and fair. 
The sea itself, which one would think 
Should have but little need of drink, 
Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up. 
So filled that they o'erilow the cup. 
The busy sun (and one would guess 
By 's fiery drunken face no less) 
Drinks up the sea, and when he 'as done. 
The moon and stars drink up the sun. 
They drink and dance by their own light, 
They drink and revel all the night. 
Nothing in nature 's sober found. 
But an eternal health goes round. 
Fill up the bowl then, fill it high ; 
Fill all the glasses there, for why 
Should every creature drink but I — 
Why, man of morals, tell me why ?^ 



STANZAS FROM THE '' PINDARIQUE ODE^' TO MR. HOBBES. 

Long did the mighty Stagirite^ retain 
The universal intellectual reign, 

1 Bacchus usually gets the better poetry, bnt argument and fact do 
net run so strong!}^ in his favor. Pope, in his conversations with 
Spence, said of Cowley : '' His death was occasioned by a mean acci- 
dent whilst his great friend, Dean Sprat, was with him on a visit. They 
had been together to see a neiirhbor of Cowley's, who, according to the 
fashion of those times, made them too welcome. They did not set out 
for their walk home till it was too late, and had drunk so deep that they 
lay out in the fields all night. This gave Cowley the fever that carried 
him off. The parish still'talk of the drunken Dean.'' 

1 Aristotle, called the Stagirite from his birth at Stagcira, a Greek 
town. Cowley believed the philosophy of Hobbes was iii future to rule 
men'» mind* as that of Aristotle did for centuries. 



32 ABRAHAM COWLEY. 

Saw his own country's short-lived leopard^ slain ; 

The stronger Roman eagle did outfly, 

Oftener renewed his age, and saw that die ; 

Mecca itself, in spite of Mahomet possessed,^ 

And chased by a wild deluge from the east, 

His monarchy new planted in the west. 

But as in time each great imperial race 

Degenerates, and gives some new one place, 

So did this noble empire waste, 

Sunk by degrees from glories past, 

And in the schoolmen's^ hands it perished quite at last. 

Then nought but words it grew, 

And those all barbarous too. 

It perished, and it vanished there. 

The life and soul, breath'd out, became but empty air. 

The Baltic, Euxine, and the Caspian, 
And slender-limbed Mediterranean, 
Seem narrow creeks to thee, and only fit 
For the poor wretched fisher-boats of wit.4 
Thy nobler vessel the vast ocean tries, 
And nothing sees but seas and skies, 
Till unknown regions it descries, 

Thou great Columbus of the golden lands of new philoso- 
phies ! 
Thy task was harder much than his, 
For thy learned America is 
Not only^ found out first by thee, 
And rudely left to future industry, 
But thy eloquence and thy wit 
Has planted, peopled, built, and civilized it. 



J Typifies the Macedonian Empire. See the commentators on Daniel, 
ch. 7. 

2 The Arabians adopted Aristotle's philosophy. 

3 The learned men of the Middle Ages are so termed. 

4 Intellect. 
* Merely. 



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